It's strange how busy all of us have become...
Were at Anupama and Vinayak's home for an old friends get-together!
Pizza and Old Monk on the hostel terrace has over the years has metamorphosed to Single malt and ghar ka khana with diet restrictions.
As the evening progressed ,
with more than a couple of drinks downed,
realized that connecting is truly simple...
laughing over silly things,
exchanging notes about kids and maids,
discussing Sachin's retirement from cricket
the guys doing the corporate note-exchanges...
n then it was music time
with the familiar " Summer of 69 " and " Born in USA"
and all the tapori " Govinda numbers...
all in our besura hoarse unified voices or
some mellifluous ones :)
Driving back later that night I was realising how automated my life had become in recent times,
even letting the hair down had become templated and predictable.
But this one was was different....
no agenda
to please
show off or
pretend...
or socialise for the heck of it...
Even in the selfies which we clicked there was an irreverence and silliness
The pout did not need to look purrrfect
I realised how much I have been missing this unstructured agenda-less connections in recent times.
Pizza and Old Monk on the hostel terrace has over the years has metamorphosed to Single malt and ghar ka khana with diet restrictions.
As the evening progressed ,
with more than a couple of drinks downed,
realized that connecting is truly simple...
laughing over silly things,
exchanging notes about kids and maids,
discussing Sachin's retirement from cricket
the guys doing the corporate note-exchanges...
n then it was music time
with the familiar " Summer of 69 " and " Born in USA"
and all the tapori " Govinda numbers...
all in our besura hoarse unified voices or
some mellifluous ones :)
Driving back later that night I was realising how automated my life had become in recent times,
even letting the hair down had become templated and predictable.
But this one was was different....
no agenda
to please
show off or
pretend...
or socialise for the heck of it...
Even in the selfies which we clicked there was an irreverence and silliness
The pout did not need to look purrrfect
I realised how much I have been missing this unstructured agenda-less connections in recent times.
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